The truth is however that it just doesn't push it far enough. We never get the impression that Rollins is anywhere near melting point and he just comes across as moody rather than dangerously unhinged. It is not surprising that he would be moody too seeing as the script lumers him with the most henpecking nag of a wife ever seen on film. This wouldn't be such a problem if she wasn't supposed to be the sympathetic character we are expected to root for but when the majority of her screen time is taken up with her berating her justifiably troubled husband for such heinous cries as leaving church early, swearing or drinking you just end up wanting him to snap and chop her up with a sickle or something.
The real trouble with Messengers 2: The Scarecrow however comes in the form of its title character. The scarecrow in question spends nearly the entire film's running time as a dark and mysterious force. People who cross it all seem to end up dead in mysterious circumstances. The scarecrow itself however is always unmoving implaccably standing in the corn while its malevolent influence exerts itself upon all around it. That's all well and good until the final act where everything built up previously goes out of the window and the film becomes just another generic supernatural slasher movie. |
The fact that the film is so uneven certainly smacks of studio interference but as to what the truth is it is impossible to say. As it stands however, the differences between the first two thirds of the movie and its final act are cataclysmically huge.
It is simply a let-down to what could have been a much more interesting and understated movie. This really sums up all of the film's failings, it just never quite lives up to its potential. Much more could have been made of everything, the landscape, the actors, the mood, all of it should have been just that little bit sharper. |
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